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In the sky, high, high up -- a stubby-winged drone circled above Albuquerque thrice. Then it streaked away from the city and headed toward Alamogordo. The pillar of fire was vicious and intolerably bright and it silhouetted the fleet drone -- though no one could stand to watch the scene, regardless of the thickness of his eye-glasses.
To all intents and purposes the drone vanished.